Graffiti Girls

GRAFFITI GIRLS

I fell in love with a Graffiti Girl

It was the eyes

the windows of the soul

the windows on the wall

I could stare forever and she wouldn't say

"What you bleeding looking at you perv?"

I could blow her kisses to the dog walkers' chorus

"aye, aye, there's another mad un"

I could run my finger along the contour of her lips

with my other hand holding a bag of chips.

She didn't seem to mind that I was an older man

she understood

the lost years

I couldn't harm her

and she couldn't harm me

the ideal relationship scenario

when I looked away and glanced back

she held her loving gaze.

Graffiti Girl had spun her

multicolored magic.

Some conventional couples

might call it tragic

that I fell in love

with the 

mirage madonna

up, upon the wall

but she made me feel ten feet tall

and what is more

I know that she'll be there tomorrow.